Chapter 370: Divine Capture
It turns out that losing a game of cards can really kill someone.
When he experienced the novice tutorial before, Ma Lu thought that this fighting method was quite harmonious and friendly, but the result was that it was no different from real fighting.
?Of course Gu Qingyi also said that generally there is no deep hatred, everyone will still compete in the sparring mode, or they can admit defeat halfway when they feel that they can''t beat them.
But if it is a formal duel, the other side needs to agree before the fighting can stop.
After understanding the combat mechanism, what Malu is most concerned about now is naturally the channels for obtaining cards. It is best to have a special card store like Yu-Gi-Oh to sell them.
But it turned out that he was overthinking. The cards in this plane were all cultivated by the warriors themselves. Well... maybe there are experts who can forcibly pass on their own internal power cards to others through the method of enlightenment.
?Just like Wu Yazi passing on his skills to Xu Zhu.
??There are also some evil magic skills that can even steal other people''s martial arts and make them your own, but these are very special cases, and generally have many restrictions or side effects when used.
?For most ordinary people, if they want to get cards, they can only follow a step-by-step apprenticeship and practice martial arts.
In general, this place is similar to the martial arts world that Ma Lu has read about in novels, except that the fighting is changed to playing cards.
Oh, there is also the fact that cultivation here requires the assistance of herbs. Because of this, the value of herbs is quite high.
Ma Lu later asked Gu Qingyi for advice on some matters related to cultivation.
Since it didn’t involve any specific secrets on martial arts, it was just common sense in martial arts. Gu Qingyi didn’t hide his secrets and was very generous in explaining Ma Lu’s doubts.
“Practice in martial arts depends on one’s ability and understanding. Generally speaking, if one’s ability and understanding are both good and he practices diligently day and night, he will be able to learn a martial art in about six months.
"Well, that means practicing the cards, but what you get at this time is only the lowest level card, which only has basic effects and the lowest values. You need to continue practicing to increase the level of martial arts before you can master the martial arts. The real power comes out.”
“So how many levels of martial arts are there?” Ma Lu continued to ask.
“General martial arts basically reaches the top after reaching the sixth or seventh level. Some farmers even reach the third or fourth level after practicing all the styles, and cannot improve further.
"For example, some famous sects in the world have some martial arts that can be practiced to the eighth or ninth level. As for world-famous sects such as Shaolin, Wudang, and Cangjian Pavilion, they have magical secrets that can be practiced to the tenth level.
“As for going higher up, there are rumors that there are some more powerful peerless magic skills that may be practiced to the eleventh or second level, but they have almost been lost.”
“And it doesn’t mean that the higher the level, the better. Even if you have been practicing since childhood, you can already be called a martial arts wizard if you can master two to three martial arts in your forties or fifties.
“Most people can’t even practice a martial arts to perfection in their entire life.”
?Gu Qingyi''s words completely gave up Malu''s idea of ??practicing on his own.
He is a tourist and only stays here for more than ten hours each time. Even if he is a unique martial arts genius in this short time, he will not be able to achieve anything famous.
?Ma Lu can only hope that the golden finger that shakes out this time will give him another hand, but until now, there has been no movement on his plug-in.
The two chatted for a while. The rain outside the temple became heavier and heavier. Gu Qingyi took out the dry food he had brought with him and gave some to Ma Lu.
After eating, she swallowed an elixir, leaned against the pillar and began to meditate and breathe out.
?A moment ago, Gu Qingyi was practicing seriously, but soon she felt sleepy.
She had been on the road during the day and had hardly rested during the journey. Now when she closed her eyes, she could no longer hold on and tilted her head to sleep. Gu Qingyi didn''t know how long he had slept when he was suddenly awakened by a quarrel.
??She opened her eyes and saw two disciples of the Songxi Sword Sect confronting people from the Xingtong Escort Bureau. The two sides were at war with each other. They had already drawn weapons on each other and were about to start a fight.
?One of the disciples of the Songxi Sword Sect angrily shouted, "Shen Thief, you actually harmed my senior brother. Are you trying to make an enemy of my Songxi Sword Sect?!"
??Although Shen Zhou was also holding a big gun, he didn''t seem to have much intention to fight with the opponent. He was more interested in protecting himself.
?His expression was solemn at this time, revealing a hint of helplessness, "There must be some misunderstanding here. I have no enmity with He Shaoxia, so why should I kill him?"
“There is no injustice,” another Songxi Sword Sect disciple also said angrily, “My senior brother casually said when he came in that he had never heard of the Xingtong Escort Agency. You must have harbored a grudge at that time.
Shen Zhou smiled bitterly when he heard this, "Mr. Shen is not so narrow-minded. We escorts pay attention to being friendly and making money, making more friends and less enemies. How could I commit murder and make enemies with the noble sect for nothing after just a few quarrels." "
?Others were also woken up by their arguments at this time.
? Gu Qingyi’s eyes under the bamboo hat lit up again, like a cat smelling a fishy smell.
?She reached out and took out the iron plate of the iron door in her arms, held it in front of her, and gave a loud shout.
“The Iron-clad Gate God is here! What happened?”
Without waiting for anyone to answer, Gu Qingyi had already rushed into the crowd. She saw the headless corpses of the two Songxi Sword Sect disciples at their feet.
?Looking at the attire, it was clearly He Qisheng who was showing off his power in the ruined temple not long ago.
?? Gu Qingyi couldn''t help but take a breath when she saw He Qisheng''s empty and bleeding neck.
“If you attack so harshly, it must be a vendetta!”
?The two disciples of the Songxi Sword Sect became even more excited when they heard her words and surrounded Shen Zhou.
“The gods have said it was a vendetta. You are the only one in this ruined temple who has a grudge against us! So the murderer must be you.”
Shen Zhou''s expression changed slightly, "This matter really has nothing to do with me. Shen has been sleeping in the temple and has never left the temple."
Hearing this, Gu Qingyi turned to look at the two Songxi Sword Sect disciples, "Where did you find your senior brother''s body?"
"Just behind the ruined temple." One of the dark-skinned men said, "Senior brother went out to get up at night and didn''t come back for a long time, so we went out to look for him and found his body."
“When did your senior brother go out?”
"I can''t remember clearly. We were already asleep at that time. I just vaguely heard from my senior brother that we had to go outside to relieve ourselves. It would be inconvenient for women in the temple." Another tall and thin disciple said.
“I was also woken up by peeing, and then I realized that senior brother didn’t come back, so I pushed junior brother Ji up and went out to look for him together.”
“So you actually don’t know when your senior brothers were killed.”
?Gu Qingyi then looked at the other people in the temple, "What about you, did any of you see He Shaoxia going out?"
(End of this chapter)